Formula 1 Imagines

Earned It - C.I x Reader - 18+

Warnings: 18+, smut, fluff, some dirty talk, some aftercare, swearing

Word count: 4.5k

Summary:
He hums before moving his hand to touch the side of your face, your eyes closing at the warmth of his hand. "So good, my love. You deserve a reward, huh?"
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You let out a breath through your nose as a few tears slowly fall from your eyes, your knees starting to hurt. You close your eyes again at the feeling of Callum's fingers softly playing with your hair, silently praising you. You almost moan at the sound of his voice. His deep, silky, beautiful voice giving out orders to the men sitting at the table you're under. You shift under the table, trying to alleviate the pain in your knees and thighs. His fingers slightly tug on your hair, feeling your mouth tighten around his dick as you move. His voice is steady, trying to keep you hidden under the table even though he doesn't care if they know you're on your knees with your mouth keeping his dick warm. His fingers go back to playing with your hair as you hear the sound of seats moving on the carpet and footsteps leaving the room. Callum pushes his chair out from the table to look down at you. You keep your mouth wrapped around him the entire time, your eyes connecting and a small smile forming on his face. "You did so well, baby. So good at keeping my dick warm, aren't you baby?" You slightly nod, making him groan at the feeling. He hums before moving his hand to touch the side of your face, your eyes closing at the warmth of his hand. "So good, my love. You deserve a reward, huh?" You blink up at him, unable to talk and loving the feeling of his already warm dick being warmed by your mouth.
He hums, continuing to move his hand over your cheek and through your hair. You move your hands to his thighs, softly gripping them as your eyes flutter close. You let out a small hum, the sound slightly muffled. This earns you a deep groan. Your eyes open again at the sound. His thighs spread a little wider, his head tilts back and he lets out a deep sigh with his hand still on your face. His chest moves up and down as he takes deep breaths, trying to compose himself. "Fuck, baby." He softly groans before looking down at you still on your knees. Your thighs tense up and your hands grip his thighs a little tighter as he leans down a little. His hand moves to softly caress your face. "Want you standing up, baby. Want to give you a reward." He softly whispers to you. You groan at his words, trying to tell him no. Obviously not wanting to move even though your knees and thighs are hurting from being in that position for so long. "I promise you can wrap those pretty lips around me later, baby." You softly hum before slowly moving your mouth off his dick, his hand still softly touching your face. You softly suck on the head of his dick once your mouth reaches it. "Fuck, baby. That feels so good." He says, groaning as you continue sucking the head. Using your tongue, you start to tease him, his groans encouraging you and quickly making you wet. You can feel your pussy throbbing, wanting to be stuffed full of his dick and warm cum. You almost moan at the thought. "Baby. Baby, fuck. Please." Callum basically begs as you keep going, one of his hands moving to grip the table and the other gripping your head again with his head tilted back. You let out another hum before fully removing your mouth from his dick, a soft pop sound filling your ears along with his heavy breathing. His dick now stands up, wet and warm from your mouth. His dick so hard that it almost looks painful. His pants still undone and the bottom of his shirt untucked and slightly wrinkled. You wipe your mouth with the back of your hand, your eyes still on the beautiful man sitting in the chair in front of you, out of breath from your warm and talented mouth. He moves both of his hands to the arms of his chair, moving his head to look down at you again.

He lets out another breath before moving his chair back further, leaving enough space for you to move out from under the table. You make eye contact as he moves his hands out to you, "Come, love. Don't want those pretty knees too bruised." You crawl forward so most of your body is out from under the table, your hands moving to grab hold of his. You move forward more before he helps you stand up. Your legs slightly wobble as you stand on your feet again. Callum's hands move to your thighs, bringing you closer to his body. Your hands on his shoulders to steady yourself. He helps you to sit on his lap, your chests touching. His dick is still out and wet. Both of you take a deep breath when your clothed pussy touches his dick as you lower yourself more to be as close to him as possible. You move yourself on his lap to get more comfortable, wrapping your arms around his waist as his hands move to your back. You rest your head on his shoulder, your face in the crook of his neck. You let out a sigh as one of Callum's hands rubs soft circles on your lower back. "You okay, baby? Your knees don't hurt too bad?" he softly whispers as he moves in the chair to get comfortable again. You let out a small hum before replying. "I'm okay." You press a kiss onto his neck, pushing your face into his neck after. You stay like that for a bit longer in comfortable silence. Your eyes closing at the warmth his body gives off.